Текст песни Maus - Запах фрезий

Laughter and torn jeans,
Trains from other cities,
Beer, sausages, mulled wine,
Fried bread, the smell of the first flowers.
Sing to three o'clock in the morning
And before dawn, then talk,
What has already been read,
What remains to be read.
Girl on the heels
(Architect with a degree already)
A man on a motorcycle
(Department on the second floor)
Two children (then and
Now they have, like, five -
I'm afraid to make a mistake, we are so scattered,
What is difficult to count ...)
Wind, sun and sea,
Plus seven in your hand and wave,
Someone laughs again,
April happiness given to us in full ...

It took much the order of years,
And nostalgia for the spring
Together with the smell of freesias
It comes softly to visit me ...